It’s always about how the bride looked.

That beauty and brains can go together is a fact that is more a myth for most people. Although there are several famous and at the same time, beautiful people in the world, even accomplished ones with brawn, what’s sad is that people still expect beauty for girls especially to be the final it. Let’s talk about India. In India, during a typical Indian wedding, it’s important for a bride to look her best. Yes, just like in other countries. However, in most countries too, people only want to remember how the bride looked on her wedding day. Everyone’s curiosity usually revolves around how the bride looked, what she wore... No one bothers about her. The real her. Her life. What she’s done. Who she wants to be. Because, to our minds, it doesn’t matter. It’s always about how she looked and whether she looked good and if so then how good she looked.
Try it out. Miss out on a common friend’s wedding, be it a male or female companion and ask your mutual friends how the wedding was. Answers will first revolve around the bride’s physical appearance, her attire, her jewelery and then if at all on the food and drinks.

That beauty is skin deep is a fact. That people don’t believe it is the truth. Most of us would love to choose partners based on their looks and yes of course their material capability. That looks fade with time is given. But how many people care?

There’s pressure put on women everywhere, to look good. To charm. To flatter. To seduce. We therefore become indebted to the expectations. To looking after our bodies like we were models although we aren’t. We spend hours in the groom room to look good. To wax. Or shave. To shape brows. To paint nails. To wear the right dress. Men are accepted when they are unkempt. A woman never is.
Society is good for culture. But again, too much of one thing can never be a good thing, can it? Society gave us cosmetics and the cosmetic culture. And now they believe more in our looks than our talent. Than us. They say, if you look good, you feel great. Really? Is that what it’s come to?

If I were king of the world, just for one day, I’d ban beauty pageants. It’s a start. And I’d go to a wedding wishing to know the bride. Not just her pretty face.
The fact remains; it’s not beauty that’s skin deep. It’s us. We are all superficial, in one way or another.